Canned Corn

When my older brother was very young, maybe two or three, and my grandfather was visiting, they bunked up together for the night. The next day at breakfast my grandfather asked my mom, "Does Mike not like green beans?"
My mom said, "Gosh, no, he loves them. We eat them every night with dinner."
They did, canned green beans, French cut, every night.
The night before, as my grandfather lay on the top bunk, and my brother on the bottom bunk, they had a little chat. My brother asked my grandfather if he liked green beans, and then went on, at length, about how much he hates green beans.
I suppose that explains why, by the time I came around, we ate canned corn every night with dinner.